Embracing Chronic Illness

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Little Makeovers

I’ve learned doing little makeovers brings me happiness- but it’s bittersweet. I feel normal in the moment, with my switch flipped on, I’m ready to conquer the world. Then when it’s over and it’s time for me to go home, it hits me like a ton of bricks by the time I’m in Dillon’s truck. It’s as if my body crashes, knowing it doesn’t have to lie anymore. It’s great at pretending but always lets me know how much it hates the game in the days that follow. Despite resistance though, I continue to push myself, through the pain and tears I climb.